Eighth Rank Complete

Back in the living room, Su Xinghe handed the items over.

"I never gave you anything after you got married."

"Take these as wedding gifts. Uncle Nine is in Firewood Alley. His Qi-Replenishing Pills may burn going down, but their medicinal potency is twice that of those sold outside."

"As for these True Arts, they're useless sitting with me. Sell them or cultivate them yourselves—it's up to you."

Seeing that one of them was Ascending Dragon Stance, Yang Huaiyu let out a snort of laughter.

She had heard no shortage of stories about how her big brother had been swindled when he first began practicing martial arts. The True Art that had failed to produce even a trace of force after half a year... couldn't it be this Ascending Dragon Stance?

Su Xinghe looked at the two of them, his heart filled with endless emotion.

When his younger brother had gotten married, he had still been an Inner Tempering apprentice. Though he had several hundred taels of silver in hand, he was often short on cultivation pills.

Had he not followed his younger sister-in-law Yang Huaiyu to the Black Tiger Gang, then later gone to Clear Lotus Pond, he probably would not even have been able to take Bone-Forging Pills.

After seeing them downstairs, Su Xinghe returned to the window.

The first page of the manual confirmed what he had suspected.

No preface, no author's name. It was not only copied out, but lacked any source as well. It was most likely something those Beheading Gang predecessors had passed down by word of mouth.

He quickly flipped through it page by page, until he reached the Seventh-Rank organ-training section.

He did not know what level this True Art ranked among Seventh-Rank arts. But judging from the Ninth-Rank and Eighth-Rank portions